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The Ballad of Mercy May; 0020
Previous no small measure of caution quavering in her voice. “What were those things chasing me?” Twin looks of surprise erupt across the men’s faces, replaced quickly by skepticism on that of the younger’s. “You mean to say you’ve never seen a darkwolf before?” He scoffs. “You’re lucky, then,” says the elder. “We see ‘em… Continue reading
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Drabble Rock; January 3, 2023
substitute “Does it bother you that they treat you as nothing more than a substitute?” Chelle asked apropos of nothing as they walked, the gravel crunching persistently underfoot. She didn’t need to clarify who “they” were. Once, Jolie would have bristled at the question, because once, yes, it did bother her. It bothered her that… Continue reading
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Monday Motivations; January 2nd, 2023
Hello friends and welcome to another refreshed week of writing! My routine is starting off all out of whack this week thanks to a certain holiday. It would be easy to choose to wait until everything is settled to get back into the swing of things, but it occurred to me that if I want… Continue reading
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The Year of Why Not
Dive in with me as I set myself up for failure yet again! Continue reading
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Monday Motivations; Ace of Swords
Hello friends and welcome to another whirlwind week of writing. Friends, I come to you today from the inside of a blender. Some mysterious fever-causing illness has once again crept into my household, on the very week my elder two children have a veritable smorgasbord of school/extra curricular activities, and, oh yeah, my son’s birthday… Continue reading
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The Ballad of Mercy May #0019
Previous smaller — and, at this distance, indecipherable — shapes. Nothing about it triggers any kind of recall in the woman’s mind. Whatever this place is, it is just as much a mystery to her as… everything else. Now free from the terror of the chase, the unnerving matter of the woman’s missing memory returns… Continue reading
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Shameless Self-Promotion Friday?
Jo Henderson hasn’t been back to her hometown of Leander, Michigan, in sixteen years, and the last person she expects to meet there is her childhood best friend — who has aged very well. Ezra Teller has grown into a handsome and successful bartender who seems just as excited to see her as she is… Continue reading
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The Lies We Tell Ourselves
Hello friends and welcome to another deceptive edition of Just Another Struggling Writer. I’m just another struggling writer. I’m not feeling especially good today, mentally, so my apologies in advance for kind of a downer post. Continue reading
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Monday Motivations; Knight of Swords
Hello friends and welcome to another workloaded week of writing. It’s back to real life this week after a holiday that I really did try to work through, yet, alas, uh, didn’t. Which means I’ve got plenty to do this week (isn’t that every week?). At least I won’t be bored, right? Something I have… Continue reading
About Me
Kerry Share’s love for writing started, as it so often does, as a love of reading at an early age. At age 11 she wrote her first short story, a Harry Potter knockoff of dubious quality, and her love for creative expression was born. Throughout her teen years she continued to foster that passion through derivative work, and at 23 she turned her eye to original fiction.
Now in her thirties, having taken a break from creative endeavors to cope with an ever changing life and landscape, she is determined to make her dream of a writing career reality.
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